On Wild Boars and Revolution

My husband decided to file a complaint with the AA (Animal Assembly, see here for the first news bulletin and here for the second) of the tranquil Province of MulticoloredPieces. He feels things have gotten out of hand and has suffered prejudice at the hands of the animal constituency. Here's what happened.

TRUE STORY: My husband had been complaining about the broken fences around the citrus orchard last spring. Late one afternoon he was working in the orchard. He looked up and found a large (as in mature and heavy-weight) wild boar staring at him twenty feet away. He could clearly see the menacing tusks, and being a city boy who had heard stories about the meanness and unpredictability of wild boars, he panicked and ran for his life back to the garden gate--which was locked. He pulled the key out of his pocket, but, he could't steady his hand to get the key in the keyhole. He imagined the animal crashing up behind him at any minute--and then he got the key in the lock and opened the gate, slamming it behind him, and nearly fainting. In the meantime, the boar had taken off in the other direction, apparently frightened also, or at least surprised. 
---How fortunate for my husband.

The problem: Since the Revolution, tourism has dropped to an all-time low and European hunters who find boar hunting delectable now avoid Tunisia. In addition, the hotels that buy wild boar meat to offer in their restaurants to European clients have lost their clientele and the market for wild boar meat has dried up. Consequently, the wild boar population has increased putting pressure on food resources, which would explain the presence of a wild boar in our orchard. 
---How unfortunate for us.

Further problems have developed in the tranquil Province of MulticoloredPieces. The wild boars, who have been happily multiplying in Tunisia's backwoods, have been making their presence felt. In fact they have formed their own party in an attempt to take over the Animal Assembly. In order to have a majority, they have negotiated alliances by bullying other parties into submission. The Cow Party is cowed, the Chicken Party is chicken, the Feral Dog Party is running away. You get the idea. They even have a militia of young boars that appears at demonstrations and political rallies to badger protesters. As might be expected, the Province of MulticoloredPieces has become a boar's haven as garbage and filth accumulate everywhere. 

       The boorish Minister of Wildlife Affairs shrugged at complaints and grunted:
                                                  "We're here to stay." 

"Revolutionary Boorish Boars," Aug. 2012, 20"x 43.5" /50.5cm x 110cm

                                Or should I say, "The wolves are at the door"?

Reverse side of wild boars before being stitched to background.

                                How unfortunate for Tunisia and the Revolution.